Hello!

I know ANOTHER one! I really should just get one finished but all these ideas just keep jumping around in my head. I stumbled across a fic on Teaspoon the other day (it was actually nothing like this, and admittedly very smutty), but the point is that one small thing about it gave me an idea.

So it just kept developing. It starts out on the Parallel world, and just so you understand the first part. Rose has been called into the field, but Jackie is in a near by building, watching. That's why she's there so fast. From there it goes back to our universe and starts from Human Nature. I wasn't too sure where to end it, but I had a BRILLIANT idea I could use for Journey's End, so it goes up to there.

You can probably guess what's going to happen by the title of the chapter, but enjoy anyway.

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Death

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The woman looked at the alien in front of her. It was scared that was all. She could see it in its eyes. It didn't know what was happening or where it was. It didn't understand what they were. It couldn't understand what they said. Except her. And now she stood before it. This strange pink and yellow creature that stood on two legs, speaking its language.

"It's okay," she told it. "I'm a friend. My name's Rose. Your ship has crashed on Earth. But we can help you, we can send you home."

The alien looked at her cautiously. "R-ossssse…" it hissed, experimenting with the name on its whip like tongue.

"That's right," she coaxed. "Let me help you." She stepped forward to help it. Quicker than it took for her to realise, the caution in its eyes turned to fear. A large talon swung forward and swiped her across the shoulder and down the chest. She gasped in pain.

She felt cold and numb as shock took over her. Strangely, she felt something warm on her internally frozen chest. It took a moment longer for her to realise that blood was now saturating her shredded clothes. Her knees crumpled beneath her.

Hands appeared out of nowhere, dragging her to safety. The yelling was horrendous and she thought she heard a gun shot. She could hear her name amongst all the yelling. Someone was calling for Owen, their medic.

But the world was in a blur. There was only the shock and the pain. Then somewhere in the back of her mind, she heard singing. The singing grew louder and louder, drowning out the cries that came from her dad and Mickey. And eventually even the painful shriek that could only have been her mother's. The singing grew louder still, till it was almost all she could hear. It was so sweet and so sad, yet filled with hope. It was so beautiful that tears ran from her eyes.

"Stay with us Rose," a voice called from very far away.

Stay? Why would she want to stay? She wanted to go to the voice. The soft beautiful voice that was singing - calling - to her. She wanted to go. She didn't know why, but she knew that there was something good waiting for when she got to the voice.

She could no longer hear her mother's desperate sobbing or the urgent yelling, ordering people on how to help her, nor her best friend shouting at her to come back. She didn't care anymore. She loved them. But she wanted to go. She wanted the voice and the love and the comfort.

And of course, the moment she knew she wanted to go, a glowing golden light formed within her. She could feel it in her heart. It was warm and beautiful and she felt it pulling her away.

With the sweet notes of the song playing through her head, Rose fell into oblivion.

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Fear not! There will be more Rose! Majority of the story is from her point of view, so don't panic. I actually hate major character deaths, but this part was nessesary. Just hand tight and you'll see.